In this dead silence, a gurgle suddenly sounded.

Everyone looked at it.

The blood in her body was so nervous that she was almost frozen. At this time, Nan Yan felt that the blood in her body was gathering on top of her head, and her face turned red in an instant.

How could it be, at this time

Even Zhu Feng and Munch showed incredible expressions on their faces and looked at her.

Nan Yan was so embarrassed that he only hoped that there was a crack on the ground to let him get in, but it didn't.

After that sound, there was even silence around.

She whispered: "I"

However, before he finished speaking, it was probably because he had already reached the door, and the strong smell of blood rushed up suddenly, accompanied by a strong dizziness.

She fell down softly.

In the hazy state, I saw a tall figure rushing over to catch her. When she was so soft that she was in the familiar embrace, Nan Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

It took her unknown how long before she woke up from a warm touch.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Zhu Feng's Gangyi's face in the fire.

It seems to be dreaming.

She whispered: "Master..."

Immediately, he pressed against his chest and shook slightly, and his face immediately lowered to her: "Are you okay?"

The voice was not as gentle as his.

However, Nan Yan immediately woke up from the chaos, moved subconsciously, and found that his body was lying in his arms, locked tightly by his hands.

He kept holding himself.

In front of me, there was a bonfire burning, making the dark shadows around him shaking. Nanyan looked around and found that they were still sitting in this earthen building.

And outside, the sound of some people talking and walking faintly came.

She whispered, "What's wrong?"

I fainted at once, and I didn’t know what happened, nor did I know whether these two emperors had fought while they were in a coma.

Zhu Feng said in a deep voice: "You fainted."

“…”

"Why did you faint?"

While saying that, he frowned, as if he was trying his best to suppress the anger in his chest. Nan Yan vaguely felt that he should want to get angry.

However, I just fainted and woke up. If I got angry at myself, I would be afraid that I would faint again.

After all, he is still kind-hearted.

Nan Yan curled up obediently in his arms and whispered: "I don't know either."

Seeing Zhu Feng frowning, as if he was about to get angry, Nan Yan immediately said, "But Master, why did you come here?"

"I'm here, so what?"

“It’s too dangerous here!”

"Then what are you doing here?"

...

Suddenly, it seemed like I was back to the loop just now.

Nan Yan sighed lightly before saying, "Monk and I were originally staying in White Tiger City, but I heard that the wizard was attacked in this place and were worried that something would happen to the wizard, so we rushed over."

“…”

"But unexpectedly, this happened."

“…”

"Where are you, Master?"

“…”

"Why did you come?"

Zhu Feng gritted his teeth.

After a while, he said in a deep voice: "I want to come, come."

“…”

What is this answer?

As soon as we met, the joy and warmth in our hearts gradually faded, and the two seemed to have returned to the atmosphere of the previous cold war. Although Zhu Feng was still holding her with both hands, a little chill had spread all over the hearts of the two.

Nan Yan suddenly said, "Where is Empress Ning?"

“…”

"Hasn't she been with the emperor all the time?"

Zhu Feng frowned again: "What did you ask her for?"

Nan Yan thought, what else can he do?

Over the past few days, you two are inseparable from the Yan Prince's Mansion. Can you not ask a question yourself?

Thinking about it again, it seems that it really doesn't work.

When she was in Jinling before, she only asked one question, and Zhu Feng turned against her.

At this moment, a sound of footsteps sounded at the door. Nan Yan subconsciously raised his head and saw Arislan's tall figure appearing in his sight.

There was a bonfire in the earthen building, and there seemed to be a lot of fire outside, but it still couldn't illuminate his face. He only felt a thick layer of haze on his face. Looking at the two of them, he was silent for a moment before walking in and putting down something.

Zhu Feng only glanced at him and his expression turned cold.

"Take it!"

Nanyan hurriedly stretched out his neck and saw some roasted meat and dry biscuits.

It turned out that during the period when he was unconscious, Zhu Feng sat in the earth building with him in his arms, and the people of the country, including the emperor and the king of Nanli, and their servants, were all moved to the courtyard outside to make food.

I think everyone is like themselves, already hungry.

Only I, so embarrassed, made a sound in public, hungry.

As soon as he heard Zhu Feng's words, a hint of coldness flashed across Arislan's face.

He smiled and said, "This is not for His Majesty."

“…”

Seeing the two of them looking at each other and sparks in their eyes, Nan Yan hurriedly said, "Thank you."

Arislan glanced at her again.

Perhaps because of the fire, his eyes were slightly red, but he immediately turned around and walked out.

At this time, Nan Yan reluctantly supported himself from Zhu Feng's arms, but his whole body was still soft. After all, he had been hungry for so long and hadn't eaten. It was just a bit strange. How could he faint from hunger?

When I was together, I saw the outside world awake.

They moved all the people who were unconscious in the wizard's formation aside, and might find a way to break the formation. Now everything is safe and well, so they gathered around several bonfires outside in groups of three or three.

Or roast the fire or eat.

But what about Zhu Feng’s people?

Nan Yan hurriedly turned around and said, "Master, where is your person?"

Zhu Feng said with a calm face: "They are still here."

“…”

But, no appearance.

Anyway, as long as the two sides can reach a basic balance.

At this time, Nanyan didn't want Zhu Feng to be threatened, but she didn't want to see Zhu Feng and Monk really fight.

It is impossible not to say that people are the prisoners of habit.

Although she was captured from the country, she has been with Monk every day and night, and is taken care of by him, and her own life experience is very likely to be a relative. She can no longer simply describe her relationship with Monk as "hostile".

So, Nan Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he raised his head and said carefully to Zhu Feng: "Master, I'm hungry."

“…”

Zhu Feng's face sank again.

He asked his people to prepare food, but these guards had not experienced the experience of surviving in such a deserted city on the grassland, which was much slower than Arislan and the others.

And the things Arislan sent were in front of him, exuding a faint fragrance of food.

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the pale little face of the man in his arms.

After all, I reached out to take it.

A cautious smile immediately appeared on Nan Yan's face.
Chapter completed!